Heroist
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Unlike in Iczakan, this part of the Dungeon was cool, which was effectively combatted by a decent-looking fireplace, and overall the atmosphere was quite cozy, but there were also some specific nuances. For example, one of the walls was decorated with trophies – stuffed animals and skulls of monsters, furies, and sord. In one of the corners, there was a cage with young furies, and in the other, a fierce-looking female on a chain.
She looked at Dorian and Hataright with eyes full of aggression and hatred. For now, there were no other people here.
- They will be here soon... - explained the nervous Hat. - And this is Killa, by the way. She doesn't really like people, as you can probably tell.
Shivering slightly, the unlucky thief, with a slightly lost air of arrogance, curiously examined the trophy hall. —...Yes, I guess this is how I imagined it. But in reality, it's completely different than in my head.
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